Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel He looks out a window without glass The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet His father beats him
to the music That screams like a child in the back of your mind In a clown's saloon So goodnight Hollywood Blvd, goodnight, See ya soon Goodnight Hollywood Blvd
Pedro lives out of Wilshire Hotel Looks out a window without glass Walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet The old man beats him 'cause he
Earthquake in new york city, The chrysler building fell in my yard But when the shit hits the fan, I think I'll have to make my way Back to sunset boulevard
I always told the brothers, if I got a contract When the money started flowin', I'd be back To do a jam, against all odds Introducing rapper 1 from Farmers Blvd
Let's meet at midnight on madness alley Have lots of time our walk will be long Leave you pan, leave you camera You'll write everything in sprint You'
I'm comin' through, it's the voice you can't ignore, it's Afu Hey yo, this is Gifted Unlimited, peace, Afu You know we been doin' it for years, man Show
Once long ago, all the faithful held a show Down in Elvis Presley Blvd. on Memphis Radio Where the hopeless held a vigil and the nameless played the charts
Some wonder, some filter Some trip to pass the time Just ask him and he'll tell you Ain't nothing better than a desperate mind I'm in love with a widow
She brings me nails and turpentine All of this time the girl was mine I am in love like a rusted dog All of the time my head in the fog Cat's in the
It's happening baby They're putting up the chairs Taking the money And all we can do is pray Pray for tomorrow So close your eyes And close your mouth
Now I know You can never run away too far Cause people get lost On Sentimental Blvd. It's better not to wait too long Cause feelings get lost On Sentimental Blvd
With her army complete She can take me apart Off through the earth Then back in the car Cause once you begin You're not going to stop I know how you
You sell your soul like you sell a piece of ass Slave to the dead white leaders on paper Welfare cases, rapists and hoes All reinforced by your TV show
of the hopes he made Until four thousand people stood and prayed CHORUS Down on Sunset Blvd. We can leave it all behind And if we could walk away Sunset Blvd
[Dr. Dre] You in the office of the good doc again, let's walk again It's like clock again, the hood rock again You should pop it in,ain't take it out
A piece of string Holding everything, together Unraveling About to give way A silver sphere Baring scar There's a wheel somewhere, about to lose control
